I try to numb myself
drowning in sorrow,
the pain of yesterday
& fear of tomorrow.
Raped, battered
left for dead,
your voice still echoing
in my head.
Frustration & confussion,
I just want to die,
but I'm so overwhelmed
all I can do is cry.
Ripped, torn,
my pounding heart.
Drowning in sorrow,
torn apart.
Trying to catch myself
as I fall
deeper in to this void,
please hear my call.
These feelings consume me,
reality is so unreal,
drinking to oblivion
so I can't feel.
I close my eyes
& hope that I don't wake up,
living this nightmare,
life is so fucked up.
I open my eyes,
but I still can't see,
living in a bottle
will be the death of me.
The anger in your voice,
my heart just died,
I dreamt the world ended,
mass suicide,
then I woke up &
all I could do was cry.
















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